Somethin’ to feed da B.O.R.E.D.O.M

Nobody knows who I really am

I never felt this empty before

And if I ever need someone to come along

Who’s gonna comfort me and keep me strong?

We are all rowing the boat of fate

The waves keep on coming and we can’t escape…

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